Preaching Poetry

I look back on poetry
for the sake of
my self kept promises.

I look back hoping
that someday
they will stop
accumulating
dust at
the corners of
my insecurities.

I look back on poetry
to understand you
to understand me
because it is only in
those terms that everybody
should be understood.

I want to remember
what compassion and
empathy sounds like.

I want to assert
to myself
that days can be hard
and challenging but
none the less worth it.

Thats what I constantly
seek and find in poetry.

That it is never
about me and
what I have to say.

It is what I said
that meant a whole deal
and managed to inspire,
to reveal,
to resonate familiarity.

After all,

there is nothing but poetry
on and idle monday morning

4 am

waiting for the sleep
that never came

with words camping
inside you head.

admitting to yourself
that it is only through poetry
we are able
to whisper to each other

how much we love,
unconditionally
without hesitations

to care for each other
in the way that we do

by using words

to ease

to relate

to touch

whatever that it is that
we are going through.